CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Explain
Waiting around for these late arrivals
Might see me buzzing with a couple dozen disciples
f**k your golden age
And your tributes and revivals
Sick to f**king death check the pulse, non-vitals
Lend me your ears, send me your eyeballs
You can keep you trophies
Crowns, belts and your titles
I'm with a couple of young, dumb and excitables
Who love that oily sh*t that come wetter than their vagina walls
That's great but can you blow my f**king mind girl?
Given legs and wings
You'd reckon it could fly well?
Had a couple drinks to let time tell
Next thing you know...
Now I'm high as well
Well, well
Might as well, might as well
She know what she's doing
And she fine as hell, fine as hell
Now it's on a plate
And she ain't tryna sell, tryna sell
I close the deal but I be leaving by myself, yeahh
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Going at it like it's do or die, do or die
Yeah I'm just trying to unify, unify
And have a little dance before I'm dead
I'm in outer space flowing
How's the nose you cut off
Just to spite your face going?
Couldn't even light it up with flames blowing
Kinda leaves a funny taste, don't it?
Of course, how you'd expect, like sh*t
Suffering's the currency of life
That's why I quit
It's how it's always ever been, I've never fit
Tell that b*t*h I'll be back in a bit
Or probably not
Might see me buzzing with a couple dozen disciples
f**k your golden age
And your tributes and revivals
Sick to f**king death check the pulse, non-vitals
Lend me your ears, send me your eyeballs
You can keep you trophies
Crowns, belts and your titles
I'm with a couple of young, dumb and excitables
Who love that oily sh*t that come wetter than their vagina walls
That's great but can you blow my f**king mind girl?
Given legs and wings
You'd reckon it could fly well?
Had a couple drinks to let time tell
Next thing you know...
Now I'm high as well
Well, well
Might as well, might as well
She know what she's doing
And she fine as hell, fine as hell
Now it's on a plate
And she ain't tryna sell, tryna sell
I close the deal but I be leaving by myself, yeahh
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Going at it like it's do or die, do or die
Yeah I'm just trying to unify, unify
And have a little dance before I'm dead
I'm in outer space flowing
How's the nose you cut off
Just to spite your face going?
Couldn't even light it up with flames blowing
Kinda leaves a funny taste, don't it?
Of course, how you'd expect, like sh*t
Suffering's the currency of life
That's why I quit
It's how it's always ever been, I've never fit
Tell that b*t*h I'll be back in a bit
Or probably not
